Remembering and Respecting

We remember you

We remember you

As Americans observe this day across the United States of America and in lands beyond, I wanted to share what I’ve heard from non-US citizens over the last few months about our country and our military. It’s been inspiring and I thought by sharing, you’d feel a little more blessed to have been born in, what is still, the greatest country in the world.

I was at dinner with someone from Germany recently and the discussion turned to politics. People who have never lived in the US are always curious about my opinion on how things really work. Do we really vote? Do we really care about what our President says? Do we really feel like we have a voice? And their opinion on our government is varied and most times educated. But there is one thing that seems consistent in all of these dinner and lunch and train ride conversations – their opinion on the American military.

This German expressed to me so clearly how much of the world feels about our military. About how thankful they are for us. About how the American military can be counted on when no one else can. When other governments don’t have the will to bring in forces when the situation requires. When other governments don’t have the ability to bring in forces when the situation requires. When other governments simply can’t afford to bring their troops into these situations, the world does count on the Americans to do what is necessary.

And they are appreciative. There is so much gratitude in these small, simple conversations. People can quote facts and figures about our military spending that I’ve even had to look up. They remind me that when I pay my taxes every April 15th, what a large (and just) portion goes to the US military budgets. Much of the rest of the world recognizes this and much of the rest of the world is thankful.

They believe in the US, even when sometimes, at home, we don’t. How ironic was it for this German to be telling me how the greatness of the American military. And it’s not just size and strength, but fortitude and trust. Most do, in fact, trust us to do the right thing.

So, while we may bicker at home about how long and how far and how much and at what cost, history and the recounting of history shows, that in most cases we have done good in the face of harm.

No matter what you believe about our current President, if you missed his Counter Terriorism address last week, I urge you to watch it. He discusses the daily security challenges of our nation and the role our military will continue to play to keep us all safe.

If I had heard these expressions of gratitude from one person, or during one discussion since I have been living out of the US, I might have dismissed them, but they are not in isolation. These genuine acknowledgments for the sacrifices that our military, their families and Americans all over the world make and do not go unnoticed.

So, while we remember those that gave some and some that gave all, recognize our country and we as Americans,  are unique, admired and respected.

God Bless Americans.

It’s about the journey

Taking it all in

Taking it all in

I had no idea the exact difference Uncle Henry would make in my life here in Switzerland. Being here on my own had been a life’s journey I needed to make for sure. And it seems I learn more each and every day. Uncle Henry’s teachings are not a new part of the theme, but probably more a demonstration of the theme each and every day.

Having a dog in the apartment in the city means you don’t just open the door and let him outside, you actually have to go for walks on a regular basis. And under the theme of “it’s about the journey, not the destination” I’ve probably never seen it so clearly demonstrated.

When you take Uncle Henry for a walk, you generally never just go out, let him do his business and return. Almost always, there is a departure from the plan, and almost always, it’s worth it.

Yesterday, his nose took us a different route than normal on our walk and we happened upon a small wine shop I hadn’t noticed before. It was about 15 minutes till closing (4:45pm on a Saturday as per normal here) and the shop owner summoned Uncle Henry over for some love and introduced me to a special guest, a farmer and his wife from Italy. For the next hour, I got a private instruction (and tastings) on the fine art of balsamic vinegar, the casks, the woods, the age, the flavors.

It was an amazing private experience. And before it was over, not only was I leaving with a very special bottle of certified balsamic (more on this later) but an invitation to visit the farm and family in Italy. And the shop owner and his wife sent me home with an additional surprise, part of their own home made panna cotta in their personal serving ware and told me just to bring it back any time.

Who’s coming with me on my next walk with Uncle Henry?

 

Parking – like the scary ride at Universal

Steering wheel cranked ALL the way right!

Steering wheel cranked ALL the way right!

So, I’ve mentioned that Switzerland is a small country. Which means there are a lot of small things here, like parking spaces and parking garages – parking lots don’t even exits.

Yes, that's about a skinch on either side...

Yes, that’s about a skinch on either side…

Oh, I’m not complaining, at least I have a parking spot (and negative, it’s not free, another thing about Switzerland, nothing is FREI) and my parking spot is in a garage in my building – translate – good during the winter.

Pillar Parking: So, you can't sit in the back seat on the passenger side if you want to actually get out.

Pillar Parking: So, you can’t sit in the back seat on the passenger side if you want to actually get out.

Having said that, getting in and out is every bit as freightening as your nightmare ride at an amusement park – anything but amusing. It’s the death spiral from hell, all two floors beneath the surface of the earth.

So, I’ve taken the only approach that seems appropriate – close my eyes – and just let Dorothy – my GPS and warning system, cause we’re not in Kansas anymore – just beep like crazy as if I wasn’t aware we were mere centimeters from 4 foot concrete walls on either side. Duh.

But my Texas visitors find it an amusing welcome to my building.

Just in case anyone is unclear as to who parks here

Texas Plates – Just in case anyone is unclear as to who parks here

Like walking a Panda on a leash in Waller

It’s becoming comical, Uncle Henry that is. It must be the tail thing, or lack of it….. In Switzerland, it’s illegal to crop tails and ears on dogs. They say it’s inhumane as that’s how dogs communicate. You’re not even allowed to bring a rescue dog into the country if it’s been cropped.

I had to do some research to figure out that since I was moving here, and I had owned Uncle Henry before I got here, that it was ok to bring him here. Ok and frowned upon are two different stories though. As the Pembroke Corgi, different from the Cardigan Corgi, was originally a genetic anomaly and didn’t have tails but when cropping became common, they stopped breeding for it. And while Corgis of both types are quite common in Texas, especially with horse and cattle owners, they are as unique as awesome picante sauce here in Switzerland. They have just never seen such an animal, unicorn like.

I swear, the next time we go out, he’s going to have a Sharpie tied to his collar and he’s going to start signing autographs. Where ever we go, people want to stop and pet him and find out about him. I’ve also learned to just say “they’re born like that.” It’s just easier……..I don’t want to be the inhumane Texas girl that maimed her dog….

He is just LOVING all the attention. All the kiddos want to come play with him and he just rolls over and begs for more tummy rubs. People just smile when they see him coming. He’s always got a smile on his face too. He’s such a show off.

At the office, he’s got everyone trained. They come say hello to him in the mornings, they bring him bags of treats in the afternoon and they come say goodbye to him before they leave. He has quite a calming effect in meetings, everyone seems much nicer 🙂 I guess no one wants to upset the dog.

I think everyone in Texas ought to start bringing their dogs to work. I suppose there are dogs that wouldn’t do well, but if they are the sort that tend to just lay around during the day anyway, I really don’t see why not. It’s certainly made my work day more enjoyable.

Yep, the icecream guy even offered him a taste

Yep, the icecream guy even offered him a taste

Uncle Henry goes Swiss!

OOHenry
Well, it only took 6 months to get him from Texas to Zurich, but he finally made it.

To say I’m an expert at Pet Export/Import between the United States and Switzerland is an understatement. And to say I underestimated the amount of time, money and effort it would take to work the process is also an understatement.

If you’ve ever owned a dog, you probably would have done the same thing. There’s something about pets, horses included, that no matter how alone you feel, or how rotten your day has gone, they will always have a smile in their heart that transcends all gloom and ickiness.

Uncle Henry has so far travelled farther than most of my family – let’s hope they’ll come visit him 🙂 And, here in Switzerland, he’s been treated like royalty. The restaurants bring dog bowls to the tables and offer food. They don’t believe in cropping tails and ears and don’t allow dogs with that into the country as they believe it’s cruel and hinders their natural communications (with their tails). Since Uncle Henry technically “moved with me”, he’s an exception. And boy is he. It’s almost like Hollywood came to Zurich. Everyone wants to touch him and pet him. If I had given him a pen, he would have been signing autographs all day long. I could have paid for his airfare with all the kiddos that wanted to love on him today. He was in heaven for sure.

And then there’s the office. I took him both days after his arrival. I must say, our meetings are much “calmer” with a dog in the room. It’s like no one wants to be mean in front of the dog – LOVE IT! Everyone loves having him there and it forces me not to sit at a deck all day, but get out and get fresh air. As you recall, my office is on the side of the hills with cow pastures directly behind us, so he’s feeling right at home.

It’s been a while since I’ve had an apartment dog. And certainly never one that used to be a ranch dog. But the effort, 5 days in, is well worth it. Kind of like managing two horses from 5,380 miles away. Difficult, but wouldn’t trade it for anything in the world.

Psalm 23:1,2 The Lord…He lets me rest in fields of green grass and leads me to quiet pools of fresh water.

While night settled, the sun rose

One Nation Under God

 

How lucky I was to witness the results of the 2012 Presidential election from  Zürich. I took a chance this morning and showed up at 6am to the Swiss American Chamber of Commerce election breakfast having never met any of these people in my life. This was 11pm CST and the results were still coming in. In fact, between my apartment and the hotel, the media called Ohio in President Obama’s favor and thus the election.

To my surprise, I was glad the Swiss had taught me the value of timeliness because within a short time after my arrival, there was not a seat in the room. There were news media everywhere, you’d have thought I was sitting at a hotel on K Street in DC itself. And what a very interesting mix it was!

To my fortune, I unknowingly sat next to Ellen Frick-Delman and her husband Rolf. She happens to be the Consular Agent for the US Embassy and the former President of the American Club in Switzerland. She introduced me to everyone at our table where I enjoyed fascinating conversation. Much like a business meeting in the US, it was die-hard Romney or die-hard Obama – not much middle ground. I think if I had to categorize, the Swiss generally favored Obama as much of Europe does, while the Americans in the room were sorted 50/50 and almost stereotypical – those in business suites looking more white-collar for Romney and those in jeans and looking more arts/philosophical/professorial for Obama – that is a generalization, but something I noted.

I was interviewed by one of the Swiss tv stations. They wanted to know who I voted for and I told them I had been a Romney supporter in this election. They wanted to know what I would do now. I found this interesting as they seemed to want to know how I would find the will to live or what I would do with my anger. I told them that the sun had come up, it was Wednesday and yesterday had been Tuesday and that I, and other Americans, would get on about our business. I told them it really wasn’t about the National election so much as it was the local elections, where the laws are made and  opinions heard. They seemed surprised that I didn’t feel like the world was about to come unglued. Their political system is much like ours, but the perception is that our President drives our country, literally. To some extent there is truth here in that I believe a President as an inspiration can drive attitudes and attitudes drive actions. And that, in part, is how people become President now – not necessarily because of a person’s business skills or financial acumen, but because of how they inspire. And, in reality, all they need to inspire is 50.1% in enough states to get 274 electoral votes. So, not necessarily at a Dr. King level.

I have to say, I liked Obama’s acceptance speech, I came home and re-read it. I liked the statements linking politics to public service and I like the comments about politics being important and big and not to be hated. I believe in the statement “What makes America exceptional are the bonds that hold together the most diverse nation on earth” and I hope that’s where our Congress starts – with the greater good. As the elected Inspiration Champion, I expect President Obama to hold our Congress accountable for this notion. We have to be willing to lose some battles for the greater good.

It was good to be with Americans and those who appreciate what we stand for in the bigger scheme this morning. The sun did come up as it surely will again tomorrow.

Election Day from 5000 miles away

The United States of America, not all countries are created equal

Voting – what does it mean? To me, it’s about choice and responsibility. The United States was founded on the ideals that each person could have their choices and their opinions counted and majority rules. That never meant that my choice would be the favorite or that my opinion would be shared by all. It just meant, that if I had an opinion, it would be counted as equal with everyone else. No one gets more votes than me, no one gets less. All that is required is that you are an American.

Regarding the election, here are a few things I’ve learned from living in Switzerland this year.

1) The US is a big place.

So big, we have States, Counties, Cities and Towns as a way to manage ourselves. As such, our news generally covers those areas and not as much about the world outside our borders. Elsewhere, it’s a much smaller world and so the news tends to cover a lot of other country issues, much like we’d hear about what is going on in other states. What that has meant for me is that I hear a lot more about what’s going on in Eastern Europe and Central Africa and Southern Asia. Not all countries allow their citizens opinions to be heard, much less counted and, even less, as counted equally. The US is a special place and we should be very proud of what we have created in a relatively short period of time.

2) Voting takes effort.

Living in a foreign country for the first time is overwhelming on it’s best day. Simple things like turning on your dishwasher take time and practice to get right. The process of casting my vote from Switzerland seemed daunting and so, trying to make one less headache for myself, I decided I would time my next trip home the week before the elections and vote from home. But plans change….and I’m not home this week or even last. So while millions of US citizens made the effort and voted early and many sent in their ballots absentee, I didn’t get the job done. For the first time in more years than I can actually remember, I won’t be casting a ballot in the elections of November 2012. And it doesn’t feel very good. When I was younger, if I didn’t make the time to get to the polls, I just assumed that it didn’t matter anyway. At the scale we were talking, what does one vote really count? But it’s more than adding up to the bigger number, it’s about responsibility to make the effort to get my choice counted. Hard lesson learned for me.

3) Everyone cares about the US Presidential Election

No matter the calendar year, when you travel abroad, all non-Americans have a view on the US Presidency. In their mind, that office holder represents all that is America, good and bad. When I talk about “Brand America”, I like to focus on how similar the parties are and while we have a far right and a far left, most Americans are just to the left or the right of the center on most topics. In general, we’re all Americans and we all want to succeed, no matter who’s in office. I try to focus on the value we place in having our opinions counted and, at the end of the election, we get on with our lives and do the best we can even if our opinions weren’t the prevailing ones. They like this about Americans….

It feels good to be in Switzerland on the US Election Day, almost ambassadorial. The Swiss American Chamber of Commerce is holding a breakfast tomorrow at 6am – about the time the results should be called in the US, I’m looking forward to the discussions and offering a different perspective.

Now – if you haven’t already – GO VOTE!